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the map in red ink; Brandon could just make out ‘Blencogo’ in small letters next to it.
His dad stared at the map for a long time until Frank nudged his knee with a bowl of steaming stew, at which he looked up at Brandon and taking the bowl he said, “We need to get to Kendal.” Brandon was shocked at this, his dad hadn’t even mentioned going there since the whole ordeal had started and he was pretty sure he knew why.
“Why Kendal mate?” Frank asked while shovelling a lump of beef and dumpling into his mouth.
Brandon dragged his eyes away from his fathers, looked over to Frank and said “That’s where my grandparents live!”
Chapter
5
Dead in the Eyes
The day after the meeting with Major Michaels, Cassie was leaning nonchalantly against one of the army trucks in the loading dock of the complex, talking to a pair of boots sticking out of the front end of the vehicle.
“What are you doing under there anyway?” she asked.
“Just a little tweak here and there, a bit of jiggery poakery.” replied the boots.
“So there isn’t actually anything wrong with this…. Umm…truck? What is this?”
“Husky,”
“Husky?”
“Husky!” repeated the boots.
Cassie stepped back from the ‘Husky’ to get a better look at it. It was painted a sandy beige colour and had very large tyres, it was covered in what looked like grab rails and had a large frame on the back of it, but most important of all it had a very large gun attached to the top of it, it was just what she was looking for.
“How fast does one of these go exactly?”
“70, tops, but that’s over pretty much any type of terrain you can think of, it’s powered by a MaxxForce D6.0L V8 that puts out 340hp.”
“Mmmmm, wow” Cassie tried to pretend she cared about the second part of what he had said, but the 70 mph, that would do nicely. “So, do you just drive it like any ordinary car or is it different?”
The pair of boots slid out from under the Husky to reveal, firstly a pair of olive clad legs and then an equally olive clad torso, lastly the grease stroked face of Sergeant Ethan Rigby appeared; he had a good square, clean shaven jaw, short brown hair that was graying at the temples and pale grey eyes, Cassie assumed that he was in his early forties but he could have been older.
“What’s with all the questions about the trucks Cassie? You never showed any interest in them before.”
She walked over, swept her lab coat behind her and crouched down beside him, tilting her head innocently to the side she said, “I’m just interested in what keeps you down this end of the complex so much.”
“C’mon Cassie, you can’t bullshit a bullshitter. What’s really going on?” He pulled himself swiftly to his feet and walked over to the workbench, pulling a rag from his pocket and wiping his hands on it thoroughly.
“Maybe I just would like to know how to get out of this place should I need to?” she said as she was rising “And maybe I don’t fully trust the all people I am stuck down here with?” she added almost under her breath but loud enough for Ethan to hear.
“Hmph, I hear you on that one, I think you have just found out exactly what keeps me down here so much.” Ethan pulled a face that looked somewhere between a grimace and a smile.
“What do you think of M&M’s plan to get rid of the zombies then?” Cassie moved closer to Ethan so as to speak quieter and get a better judge of his reaction.
“I think my opinion on his actions is pretty much mute by now. Don’t you? That’s us stuck down here together, forever.” He finished wiping his hands and threw the oily rag over his shoulder on to the workbench. “Still, could be worse, we could be one of the poor bastards stuck out there without a clue about Old Slim Shady’s plan to melt their faces off. Could you imagine it? Surviving that long out there, fighting off the undead just to die from nuclear radiation.” Ethan gave a visible shake and
His dad stared at the map for a long time until Frank nudged his knee with a bowl of steaming stew, at which he looked up at Brandon and taking the bowl he said, “We need to get to Kendal.” Brandon was shocked at this, his dad hadn’t even mentioned going there since the whole ordeal had started and he was pretty sure he knew why.
“Why Kendal mate?” Frank asked while shovelling a lump of beef and dumpling into his mouth.
Brandon dragged his eyes away from his fathers, looked over to Frank and said “That’s where my grandparents live!”
Chapter
5
Dead in the Eyes
The day after the meeting with Major Michaels, Cassie was leaning nonchalantly against one of the army trucks in the loading dock of the complex, talking to a pair of boots sticking out of the front end of the vehicle.
“What are you doing under there anyway?” she asked.
“Just a little tweak here and there, a bit of jiggery poakery.” replied the boots.
“So there isn’t actually anything wrong with this…. Umm…truck? What is this?”
“Husky,”
“Husky?”
“Husky!” repeated the boots.
Cassie stepped back from the ‘Husky’ to get a better look at it. It was painted a sandy beige colour and had very large tyres, it was covered in what looked like grab rails and had a large frame on the back of it, but most important of all it had a very large gun attached to the top of it, it was just what she was looking for.
“How fast does one of these go exactly?”
“70, tops, but that’s over pretty much any type of terrain you can think of, it’s powered by a MaxxForce D6.0L V8 that puts out 340hp.”
“Mmmmm, wow” Cassie tried to pretend she cared about the second part of what he had said, but the 70 mph, that would do nicely. “So, do you just drive it like any ordinary car or is it different?”
The pair of boots slid out from under the Husky to reveal, firstly a pair of olive clad legs and then an equally olive clad torso, lastly the grease stroked face of Sergeant Ethan Rigby appeared; he had a good square, clean shaven jaw, short brown hair that was graying at the temples and pale grey eyes, Cassie assumed that he was in his early forties but he could have been older.
“What’s with all the questions about the trucks Cassie? You never showed any interest in them before.”
She walked over, swept her lab coat behind her and crouched down beside him, tilting her head innocently to the side she said, “I’m just interested in what keeps you down this end of the complex so much.”
“C’mon Cassie, you can’t bullshit a bullshitter. What’s really going on?” He pulled himself swiftly to his feet and walked over to the workbench, pulling a rag from his pocket and wiping his hands on it thoroughly.
“Maybe I just would like to know how to get out of this place should I need to?” she said as she was rising “And maybe I don’t fully trust the all people I am stuck down here with?” she added almost under her breath but loud enough for Ethan to hear.
“Hmph, I hear you on that one, I think you have just found out exactly what keeps me down here so much.” Ethan pulled a face that looked somewhere between a grimace and a smile.
“What do you think of M&M’s plan to get rid of the zombies then?” Cassie moved closer to Ethan so as to speak quieter and get a better judge of his reaction.
“I think my opinion on his actions is pretty much mute by now. Don’t you? That’s us stuck down here together, forever.” He finished wiping his hands and threw the oily rag over his shoulder on to the workbench. “Still, could be worse, we could be one of the poor bastards stuck out there without a clue about Old Slim Shady’s plan to melt their faces off. Could you imagine it? Surviving that long out there, fighting off the undead just to die from nuclear radiation.” Ethan gave a visible shake and
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